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... soft tits, adjusted my body between her legs, and slowly entered her. My beautiful "girl in the blue jean shorts" was completely mine, if only for the briefest of moments. I slid myself into her pussy all the way in one slow smooth stroke, and just left it there for a moment, holding it in as far as I could. She was shuddering ... I could feel it. She softly said ... in almost a whisper, "Michael, my body is tingling ... all over. Please make love to me." The only thing that occurred to my poor brain to reply was, "Holly you are so beautiful. I want to make love to you all night." I know, kind of lame, but she smiled and in the softest voice ever said, "Okay Michael darling." I slid myself out a little, and then slowly back into her tight pussy. The friction was getting me close very quickly. I could feel her breathing faster and shuddering a little more, with my smooth strokes in and out of her wet silky pussy. I wanted to save myself long enough for her to get close. She came once while I was stroking in and out, and I was coming very close. As I started to pull out of her, she breathlessly whispered, "Mi-Michael ... you ... can ... come in-inside me. I w-want you to." After a few more strokes with her moaning and shuddering into another orgasm, I stiffened, pushed myself into her all the way and exploded into an orgasm I could feel in every part of my body. She shuddered again as she felt my release deep inside her. We lay in each other's arms, breathing hard, ...

... convulsing, and kissing. After a while, I rolled off Holly onto my back. We looked over at each other and laughed very satisfied laughs. She said, "I'm hungry again Michael, let's get something to eat!" We rose, and headed into the kitchen. She threw on a t-shirt over her perfect teenaged body, and I pulled on my shorts again. She had a thought, and she sliced and buttered up a baguette, and stuck it in the oven, as she asked me to chop some tomatoes, onions, garlic and basil. These last two items are staples in the City; everyone has them. We continued to work in silence, and then had the bruschetta along with the rest of the Chianti. I did the pouring and kept little miss teenager's portion small. We ate our bruschetta lustily, and drank our wine, laughing and giggling about everything that occurred to us. We were still coming off the endorphin high from the sex, so everything was funny. We cleaned up the kitchen, and headed for the shower. Holly went first, and as soon as she was in, she opened the curtain, and said, "Ah, Michael! It's sooo lonely in here, care to join me?" I was out of my briefs in a shot as I joined my little teen princess in the shower. We soaped ourselves up, and just rubbed and slipped as much of our bodies together as we could as I laughed and she giggled. I fucked her again in the shower, and we both came quickly. After we returned to the bedroom, we made love slowly for several hours, until we fell asl**p in each other's arms. In the morning, we made a ...